Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1887-07-02

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DOING and Winning.
y, When the Reverend Henry Dove
sEEas sent out on u missionto-well
lstlso matter where, he went as a
TSDachelor, but everybody else III
pious little corner OF the colony
ISwasilnarried.
s; One day, after dinner, the Rever.
ll5 lend Henry sat him down in large
arm chair, and deliburatad as fol
IElQws: t.My work is here. Ineed
J, salsWlte to help me in it. Is there
e any one who knows he who could
to cume oni and snare
& my rfortunes-any one lcOlld love?
& Fam forty. People know me ia.
iISorably. Pm notpoor."
i lsSuddenly face arose before
he had only seen it Il few
4 times, but it impressed him.
{ Miss Lilly Webb-what a pretty
! girl-she was! He had been asked
tosdine by MIR. Webb, her father,
When he exchanged pulpis with
tlie minister Of tile church they at
!. tended. And he had found out
s tlrat they were old friends.
t &sLilly'S aunt waS his first love,
and they quarrelled ana parted.
Els heart gave leap when he first
: saw Lilly. She looked very like
Z lIer aunt.
sShe had said she would like to he
5 a5missionary, and ho fancied that
she was Interested i'll his remarks.
We'll, he could but try. No one
else seemed to touch his heart in
3 the least.
she got out Of his letter case a
Z miniature of that first Miss Lilly
Webb, painted twenty years be.
fore, aud looked at it.
ss.She WAS prettier than her niece .
+! lie SAID to himself.
= s5He wondered whether she was
!, Unmarried, and to whom. OF course
:; }sshe WAS married. He ould have
:diheard OF Ier death.
He sat down and wrote carefully,
;eaaiecsi sc Sc Tcl5 it szpfss
;ion,Of emotion.
He told her that her face WAS al
ways III his memory; thather pleas
Ire i'll the work he had devoted
himself to made him hope she
would not think him unsuitable;
lnd he asked her if she could find
Tim agreeable enough to think OF
Is Il husband. Lie addressed this
tote to Miss Lilly Webb, and sent
t by the mail steamer, and waited
or The answer. 1t came; and this
vas all:
Your letter naturally surprised
ne very much; but who is not
pleased to lie remembered? [ Ger
ainly like the work you like, but
ct US make no mistake. After we
lave corresponded for awhile, you
nay ask me that last question
again, if you by that time desire to
10 so, but at present l promise
iothng.
LILLY WEBB.
sslt is a most sensible letter for a
;oung girl to write," thought Mr..
Oove; and felt pleased at this ar
.angement. The correspondence
,egan, and proved most interest
ng. Finally he wrote once more.
This time the reply was an accept
ince, aid in the letter Lilly said,
Mrs. Hatton sends her love-
Mrs. Hatton was. Mr.. Dove de-
,ided, his old sweetheart. In his
next, he asked: is Mrs. Hatton's
irst name Lilly9'
And received all affirmative re-
,ly.
And so she sent her love!
The Rev. Henry Dove was quite
lone, and he bent over tile paper
nd kissed the words, and tear
ell upon them.
All! there's nothing, after all,
ike first love, lie said.
But now his young betrothed
pas coming TO him. She would
cave home under tue care of ali
Id rlergyman's wife, who had been
'ack 10 visit her children; and they
iOuld be married on her arrival.
He looked very often at his old
now telling himself that
+ was because she was so like her
lece, his future wiie-so like-so
cry like. That was why he
Used it, Of cOurse-not for the
AXE Of did memories Eow.
At last there were NO more let
erS, because the steamer Lad
allied, and after the terror OF a
Lorul, that shlpwrecked many yes
els, MIR. Dove knew that in the
'essel lying just a little way from
lie shore, his lady.love awaited
lin; and knew, too, that he was
lot rapturously happy, only con-
ent, though it was really d sacri-
ice that thls girl had made for
lin.
He went out in one Of the boats
hat went to meet the passengers,
nd lady i'll gray stood with her
ell over her face, looking about
Ter. be knew The figure.